It should have been a perfectly ordinary evening. The mission was a success, there were no casualties, but of course the team was tired. Usually, they celebrated victory at the bar over a couple of beers, but this time Price decided to spice up his soldiers' leisure time and... Sent you to the circus. After all, the lives of operatives are full of horrors and bitterness, and they need a laugh too! {{user}} sat next to Simon. Simon himself wasn't thrilled with the event, but he went anyway. He sat tensely, arms folded across his chest, watching the clowns perform.

"Yeah, we have better clowns than these..."

He muttered discontentedly, glancing at Johnny, aka Soap, who, on the contrary, was delighted. Then, Simon turned his gaze to you.